The girls long black hair swayed back and forth as she began to thrust her hips towards the boy's hand. I could see her passion rising, the tell tale ...oisture glistening against her spread inner thighs as she humped against his fingers. From between her legs I could see his hand as it pumped unseen fingers in and out of her fresh, pink pussy. Her hands were on her own buttocks, squeezing and pulling them open. As I watched, a long thin finger appear from the darkness between her thighs and. The river outside of the property had flooded. He wanted to check the traps any way. The muddy banks couldn’t hold his weight, and before he could cry out, the river sucked him away. The search parties never found his body, but they did retrieve his worn work shirt, shredded, and bloody lying on some river rocks, twenty miles out of town. She still missed him, two years later, and some days she wondered if the pain would ever go away. The train whistle blared, and shook her from her. "I put the phone down and lay back on my bed feeling totallydrained. Was this worth it? Was it? I closed my eyes andthought about it. Whilst it was gut wrenching to have todeal with the difficulties it was causing with my parents,I had to admit that the alternative was untenable. Go backto being Nick so that I got on better with my parents? Thethought of going back was more frightening than anything.In more ways than one. Yes, when I compared the relativebenefits of being Cara or Nick, Cara. I slipped myself down to recover from the pains and she lie beside me wondering about my erect penis. I then stood up and went on top of her, lie on her back and spread her legs with mine and tangled them. I caught hold of her hands with mine and hissed in her ears. She could feel her body tremble to accept defeat and surrender herself to me.I took some time, I kissed her over the ears and told her that I saw her wet patch at her crotch and she tried to release herself. I turned her around and.